" I mean where you work." There, too, dear." Robin pulled over to the curb. "Okay, have fun at school today!"Johnny slid out of the car. "Love you, Gr...ndma!" He ran toward the school entrance.Robin watched until he'd run inside, then checked the traffic—always chaotic just before classes started at the elementary school—and pulled out. She turned up the radio's volume slightly, though she really wasn't listening to it. Another day, another dime before taxes. That's what everyone said, and there. He watched as her hands moved in rhythm, one up, one down, and she began to rock back and forth, panting, making small soft sounds of desire. Suddenly, she wrapped both arms around herself. "Michael, are you ready?" "Yes," he whispered. "Yes," she echoed, and moved forward a bit. She reached to caress his cock with both hands, feeling how wet it was, sliding her fingers over it to spread the lubrication around, the wetness from her hands adding to his. And then she rose on her knees, moved. The kind of hit that makes you realize it’s not going to get better and you need to get out or you’ll be stuck forever. So I left.After leaving him I moved in with my parents, and I went nuts sleeping with as many guys as I could for about three months. And I also ended up getting blackmailed into meeting another guy, and I guess you could call that **** number two.Those three months were the worst of my life, I was mourning my marriage, I was having flashback episodes because of the **** and. "The green of your jersey goes very well with your eyes."She smiled and then taking the hem of the jersey she whipped it over her head.He nodded approvingly. "Good," he smiled. "I thought that blouse would suit you. What's next?"She smiled but said nothing. She gathered up the clothes and ran back upstairs."I won't bother with the rest of the day clothes," she thought. "Evening dress next."She dressed again putting the coat on over the dress. Unused to them she tottered slightly in the high.